Due to a serious intake of emergency alcohol (found bottle of previously unconsidered calvados in kitchen cupboard. Having tasted it - obviously put out of reach with good reason) I've had an attack of serious inspiration - the rather unclear title of this piece will subsequently become quite apparent.
I'm sitting right on the doorstep of one of the biggest changes to hit East London for many a year, torn between comparing it to the blitz or the regeneration of Docklands (an area incidently which as a photographer I love - Docklands is photographic marmite) I also have a real passion for some of the "After the Battle" Publications - "East End -Then and Now" and so forth. It suddenly struck me that here was an opportunity to record the changes that ensue. Now I have visted the offical website of the planning organisation for "the games" (I'm allowed to say that am I Mister Squeaky? - Self-appointed copyright protection Giant Rubber Goth Bat ever since the unfortunate business of Justin Hawkins and his skimpy undergarments) but I'm apparently as a non-official body not permitted under any circumstances whatsover to use words like "Olympics" or "London 2012" as this might tarnish the shiny image of the games - thus the somewhat confusing title. Thus am rather unsure what exactly to describe the gallery of photos as until 2013 when the organisation will no doubt be disbanded.
Second attack of the dread calvados has lead to the launch of an interactive photographic concept on MySpace. Just as well the bottle is now empty - and Mister Squeaky has been told to hide the absinthe before more inspiration takes place.
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